I honestly don't know if it was a date but I think it may have been. We met up for some tutorial on stuff that still remains a mystery to me and he treated me to coffee. Afterwards, I was supposed to treat him to dinner as payment for the tutorial but I guess, seeing the look on my face, he realized that I had very limited budget and offered to take me to dinner instead.
This is the part where I get a bit befuddled as to if it was a date or not.
We ate at a restaurant that I have been wanting to visit again for quite some time. It was nothing fancy but it was pretty nice. We ordered our food and talked. It felt like old times. He was sharing problems about work and I lent an ear. It felt natural. However, he wasn't feeling quite well and it showed on his face.
I was worried. I then learned that he wasn't sleeping well nor eating on time. It broke my heart. I couldn't do anything about it and so it broke my heart.
He stayed with me. He could have left me alone soon as he was done tutoring me but instead, he chose to stay with me. I really appreciated the company and the concern. If he had left, I honestly wouldn't have know how to kill time. Him being there made things a lot more bearable and definitely more enjoyable.
He used to read my blog. Nowadays, I don't know if he does. Regardless, I had fun yesterday. I enjoyed the dinner and the small talk, the quiet lull in the car, the way he smiled, the way he ensures that I am on the safe side of the road when we cross, and just the fact that he was there, right in front of me.
It may not have been a date. It may have been a date. Regardless, it was an unexpected surprise.
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Hi! Let's all try to add more positivity in this world and adhere to the saying, "if you don't have anything nice to say, keep silent."
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